Keep going and pretend I didn’t hear
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Keep going and pretend I didn’t hear
Whoever is calling my name can wait. My need to escape is too great.
Stepping outside, cool air licks my face and neck. It’s humid and damp and very much early April weather befitting a coastal town. Pine and ocean salt hang in the air. And there is something about it that just invites me to breathe deep.
So I do.
I hustle across the parking lot toward my car as the sun sinks below the horizon. I’m only a few steps from my car when the hair on the back of my neck rises and my stomach knots.
I slow my pace. The clear sensation of being watched overtakes me. I scan the parking lot and spot him immediately.
It’s always been strange to me—the way one’s eyes immediately lock on another’s if they’re staring. It doesn’t matter how crowded the room, or dark the parking lot. It’s like we know when someone is looking a little too hard.
I lock eyes with the man watching me. He has a cell phone pressed to the side of his head, but I can’t hear what he is saying at this distance.
But it’s his gaze that holds me steady. Then without warning, he terminates his call and starts toward me. He waves as if to get my attention.
Choice 3
Get the hell out of here
See what he has to say
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